Chapter Six

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A few days have gone after the accident and the meeting with the british sex god himself. I feel much better than before. But I can't let go of Nicholas. He was like a prince charming. Just so perfect and sweet. Everything was good. But of course, I blew it, yes I have anxiety over it. I just want to sleep, go to sleep and in my dreams I can see him.

I pack my things in my bag before I start my work. Today, it's nice weather so I take the opportunity to take a walk, then I also have the opportunity to get some other things to think about than the British sex god. I put on my headphones and I start walking.

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I'm at work and today it's a peaceful day. Not so much customers, thanks for that. It means I can relax a bit. I stretch a little and realize there is a box with mobile shells I need to unpack. I take the box with me to the front of the store. I hear my colleague Gustav tries to get a poor old man to buy a brand new Iphone. I just get stomach ache to think about it. Poor little man.

I open the box and start to pack up. When I bend me down for the third time, I see two feet in front of me. I get up and let my eyes follow those feets, legs, body and that beautiful face. "What are you doing here ?" I said out aloud. My reaction and voice disturb Gustav and his senior. Sorry.

- "Hi Gabriella, to you too," said Nicholas, smiling. I can't believe what I see. "I was just passing by and I saw you packing up, I had to come over and see how you are doing from the horrible accident" he says and winks. Oh, I get all angry inside, he was not forced to do anything, and is he flirting with me?

- "I'm fine, thanks," I say and kick away the box.

- "Don't thank me," he says and give me a intensive look.

- "Why not? You where there when I was hurt and helped me, what should I otherwise do? "I say. I can't begin to arguing with him now at my job.

- "Have a dinner with me. "He says. I start to rolling my eyes

- "Seriously .." I say. What's wrong with him?

- "Yes, I'm serious, let me take you out for dinner." He says, yes, he is serious. Because not even a smile appears. I shrugged.

- "Okay, when?" I ask.

- "Now," he answers.

- "Huh? I quit the job in 30 minutes, I have nothing nice to wear " I reply, I mean he looks like a model and me. No, I don't even want to think about it.

- "You look fantastic, Gabriella. It's just you and me. I'll be back in 30 minutes, " he says, smiling. Oh, no. I turn red. All shades of red is in my face right now.

- "Okay," I say.

- "Good, See you then!" Says Nicholas and walks out of the store. Shit, I gotta fix myself. I can't go with my work clothes for a dinner with the British sex god. People would think that it's charity work he is up to, oh, maybe it is? I go to my locker, I'll find a light pink blouse, it's not too casual, it's nice and neat. I also find my necklace that I usually wear. This might work anyway? Sometimes it's good to have a lot of things in your bag. I get changed and fixes me. I let my hair and brush it through.

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The clock is 6.00 pm. He should be here soon. I just looking at myself in the mirror and I'm read to go. I take my things and walk out of the store.

- "Wow, you have a date or something?" I hear Gustav say when I walk out of the staff door.

- "I wouldn't call it a date" I reply and pulling a strand of hair behind her ear.

- "Oh, stop lying now! Good luck "he says and gives me a pat on the shoulder. Yeah, well good luck will be needed.

I smile a little and say "Goodbye Gustav! See you later "and walks out of the shop. It's pretty empty in the mall I work at. But there I see. He is standing in a light gray suit and no tie this time, he looks a little more relaxed. Oh, he opens a shirt button at the neck. One more please, CALM yourself, Gabriella. I can't continue like this. He turns his face, and he sees me. I see how he smiles. Oh, I just want to touch his face, I smile back.

- "You look great," he says, I blush. "Let's go" he says, taking my hand. Yes, he is holding my freaking hand. Oh, I look down at his hand. I see his fingers, oh and those fingers, what's wrong with me? I'll look at Nicholas again. He looks at me and smiles. We start walking to the restaurant. Fuck. How will this go?

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